#filo!james potter

[prongsie-kins]

part five of when i met you

this is a filo!james au revolving around james potter courting regulus black in a semi-traditional way

disclaimer: english is NOT my first language and not the type that this would be beautifully written but there might be some grammatical error i didn't notice while editing. also keep in mind that this is my first multichapter fic and im still trying to improve my writing

italicized texts are the translation

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and before I knew, there I was, so in love with you

Regulus is screwed. He is definitely screwed.

Here's the thing.

Every time James speaks to him in Filipino, it's been bothering him not knowing what shit he says to him. So all the time he has been drowned in books in the library—also the times James brings him food—he's searching for solutions.

He did it. He tried to brew a potion before but it's a hassle trying to brew every day just to try to understand James because he basically says shit every chance he gets. Thus he resulted in another result.

A charm.

He immediately tried the incantation after practicing for a little while. The spell gives him the ability to understand other languages he would be hearing.

Shortly after he cast the spell, James joined him at a flowery field near the forbidden forest. He is lying on the grass with a book by his lap. James is sitting beside him blabbering about how he's apparently failing potions lately and is now asking him to tutor him for a while.

After that there was silence. Both were laid on the grass. James was staring at the sky while Regulus silently read. This is nice. Some sort of peace and quiet for a while.

Well, until James broke the silence.

"Sakit ng likod ko, araw-araw ba namang nahuhulog sayo."

My back hurts since I'm falling for you every day. It immediately translates to his brain. Regulus stilled. Was this a one-time thing? Or is it what James says every time he speaks to him in Filipino? Corny flirting lines.

He glanced over at James. He was still staring at the sky. With a goofy grin on his face. He must've felt cocky delivering another line with a clueless Regulus. Clueless or so he thought.

Regulus stayed silent. He continues to read his book though his mind is still lingering on the line James said. His eyes were following the paragraphs he was reading. He turns the page. But the words in the book aren't really processing in his brain.

By the time he realizes he has forgotten about the book he's reading, he's way past an arc so he has to turn back the pages he previously was before James spoke.

He silently hoped that was a one-time thing.

—

It isn't.

The cheesy lines didn't stop at the flowery fields.

Regulus just finished eating and was on the way out of the Great Hall when James walked up to him. Still holding a goblet full of water.

"Where are you headed?" James asked.

"An empty classroom."

"Why?"

"I have to practice spells."

"I'll come with you."

James didn't leave him a chance to disagree since he was already walking ahead of him. After a while, his steps falter as he down the remaining water in his goblet.

"Tubig ka ba?" Are you water?

"Huh?" Regulus asks, bewildered not because he doesn't understand it but because of the nonsensical question.

"Kase malinaw ang pagtingin ko sayo." Because my feelings for you are clear.

He suddenly tripped on his own foot. His hand braced against the floor. "You alright?" James asks.

"No."

He was about to help Regulus up when Sirius suddenly ran in their direction. "Distansya, Prongs. Distansya." Sirius said in a broken accent.

Distance, Prongs. Keep your distance. It translates to him.

He has to keep a chuckle coming out of his mouth. It sure is hard trying to keep a straight face and pretending you can't understand them.

—

It doesn't have to take a while before James says another line. He simply saw Regulus walking in the corridor. He was previously in the quidditch field after a practice, on his way back to their common room.

"Hey, Reg," James greeted.

"I told you to stop with that name."

"Should I call you love instead?" He definitely doesn't need the spell to understand it instead.

He subtly lowers his head. "No."

But it's not even the worst. While walking, they both saw a student 3rd wheeling to a friend. James saw this as a chance to say another cheesy line. Still assuming Regulus wouldn't understand him.

"Dami na single sa mundo, gusto mo bawasan natin." There are already too many single people in the world, would you like us to reduce that number together?

This time, Regulus chokes on his own spit. Coughing fitfully. James has to pat his back to slightly soothe it. "Careful Reg, I wouldn't want you to die choking."

"Why not?"

"Ikagagalit ba ng multo kung mas takot akong mawala ka?" Would the ghosts be angry if I'm more afraid of losing you?

Too much. It's too much.

James probably saw how he became a blushing mess after James said flirty lines. He just kept going and going.

He's the one that's supposed to be cocky. Understanding everything James says without him knowing. Why is this happening? This is torture.

His heart keeps pounding. That doesn't sound right. It's not supposed to beat that fast.

Why can James make him feel things with all the little things he does?

It's not just the packed food. The cheesy lines. The way he clings to him like he hasn't got anything else to do. The way he annoys Sirius just by sticking to him.

Not just the way he always joins him studying hence giving him a comforting warmth knowing he's right there by his side. Even on his bad days when doesn't feel like interacting with people. James is always the first to notice. Giving him a pat on his cheek and then not bothering him for the rest of the day.

He's definitely not doing this to his friends.

"Why are you doing this, James?"

James is obviously taken aback. He thought Regulus was okay with him clinging since it's been a long time before he asked why he did the things he did to him. His smile falters slightly before grinning much wider than before. "Kasi nga nililigawan kita. I've told you a hundred times." Because I'm courting you.

"Was that all it was?" Regulus asks. He's done pretending to be oblivious. Done being in denial. "You courting me this whole time? Without even me knowing?"

James' jaw dropped. "Wha..what?"

"Yes, James. I understand you. Every single time."

"How?"

"That's my secret to tell."

"Is that way you turn all red every time I say pick-up lines to you?"

"No, James stop it."

"Oh my, Reggie." He sighs dramatically. "That must've been hard trying to keep a straight face."

"Is this the blessing Sirius was talking about? Him allowing you to court me?"

"Sirius is all bullshit. He doesn't even let me near you. On the bottom line, he's not angry every time I pursue you."

"Are you sure?"

"About what, Reg?"

"About me."

"Oh, love," James coos, cupping his face. "You know there are three kinds of view, side view, front view, I love you."

"...what?"

"Admit it, it's brilliant."

"No, it's not, James." He was about to walk ahead when he stopped. Seems like he forgot something.

"Your shoelaces are untied." Regulus comments. James looks down at his now untied. "Don't forget to tie your shoelace, love. I don't want you falling for someone else."

James was left there. Staring dazedly at where Regulus previously was.

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[lillieseverywhere]

since we already have a 10 thongs about you jegulus au what about a She's Dating The Gangster (a classic filipino film/book) jegulus au ?? (plsplspls)

[doorlene]

james potter is filipino simply because im filipino too!!!!

[kquil]

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[wavetorhia]

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RHIA. she / her. twenty. filo-am. infj. w2e & lamp enthusiaist

✩ requests are open! i am open to anything except nsfw/explicit stuff as i am not comfortable writing those types of content

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[blitheringmcgonagall]

Thanks @mollymarymarie @beesinabiscuit @de-sire-blog for tagging me you dotes!!!😘😘😘

Favourite colour: blues of every variety - cobalt, cerulean, cyan, turquoise, powder, Royal, aqua, petrol, aquamarine, teal… I could go on!

Currently reading: Piranesi by Suzanna Clarke and billions of fics, both Jily and Wolfstar

Last song: Doble Filo from Cuban Fury

Last series: Hawkeye on Disney+

Sweet/savoury/spicy: all of them! Atm I especially love lemon tart, noodle salads and the food from our local Thai take away ;))

Currently working on: I’m struggling to find the time because work is even more unbearable Lily busy than usual, but I’m working on

BLAME

A Marauders What If...?

What if James had been blamed for the Prank?

What if he got expelled at the end of Fifth Year?

What if there was never a Lily Evans and James Potter, Head Boy and Head Girl? If they parted enemies, if they never got together in their final year in Hogwarts? What if the marauders lost James? What then?

A Little Risk

The Duke of Grimmauld is murdered. But “who done it”? Was it his eldest son, who had plenty of reasons to hate him? Or Dr. James Potter who also despised Orion after what he did to his parents? Or one of the Black Sisters? With Lily Evans (badass P. I.) detective inspector Remus Lupin investigates. But with Snape taking over as Chief Inspector, Lady Andromeda’s lover in trouble, Lily hiding a dark secret, and war looming in Europe, what will become of them all?

Tagging @stonecoldhedwig @aqua-myosotis @ncoincidences @creative-girl @nymphadoratonqs @the-gray-lady @emeralddoeadeer @clare-with-no-i @mabeltothknows @maraudersftw and anyone else who wants to! 🥺❤️🥺❤️

Thanks for the tag @theonlywolfpants and @theresthesnitch ❤️❤️

Favorite color: i love quite a few colors. i wear a lot of black, but i like dark, forest green and really deep blues and warm metallic shades like gold and bronze and copper.

Currently reading: I’m actually not reading anything right now, but on my shelf WAITING to be read is Any Way The Wind Blows (the final book of the Simon Snow trilogy by Rainbow Rowell) and I have SO many fics to be read

Last song: currently listening to I Can’t Make You Love Me (the cover by Bon Iver) but before that, I was listening to The Trapeze Swinger (the cover by Gregory Alan Isakov) 

Last series: rewatching Daredevil because i am in love with Charlie Cox as Matt Murdock and it seems like they might actually bring him back to the Marvel universe soon, so i’m just preparing myself for it 

Sweet/savory/spicy: SWEET absolutely sweet. i mean, there are savory foods i love, i’m not really big on spicy, but give me something sweet any day. 

Currently working on: I have one fic that i’m working on (which is untitled) about Remus and Sirius in a universe that uses magic very differently. BUT i have another more pressing fic idea swarming around in my brain that I literally CANNOT WAIT TO START, but i’m torturing myself by forcing myself to finish the one i already started so that it doesn’t get swept off to the side (because i genuinely think it’ll be a good story when it’s finished) 

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[padminirowena]

Scintilla d’Amore – FANFICTION

Autore: Padmini

Titolo: Scintilla d'amore

Capitolo: Speranza dal futuro

Numero parole: 2497

Genere: Avventura, Fluff

Personaggi: Famiglia Potter, Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Lily Luna Potter, Teddy Lupin

Note: Ciao a tutti!

Mi sono sempre chiesta come Harry abbia iniziato ad amare Ginny. Insomma, prima era preso completamente da Cho e poi, all'improvviso, si accorge di lei? Cosa è successo? Si dice che i viaggi temporali cambino il corso della storia … e se gli avvenimenti dell'epilogo fossero dovuti proprio a questo cambiamento?

Una tranquilla mattina a Godric’s Hollow, Teddy e Lily, tanta nostalgia per la mamma e il papà e un incantesimo involontario …

Speranza dal futuro

Hogwarts, 1996

Passarono alcuni istanti prima che Teddy riuscisse a ritrovare la parola. Aveva già visto Albus Silente, in fotografia, nelle figurine delle cioccorane e in qualche libro, ma mai e poi mai si sarebbe aspettato di vederlo di persona, dal momento che era morto da diversi anni.

“Vedo che sei piuttosto confuso, giovanotto” disse il vecchio, osservandoli bene “In questo momento lo sono anch'io e, te l'assicuro, non mi capita molto spesso.” concluse, esibendo un sorriso che contagiò anche lui e sembrò in qualche modo calmare Lily, la quale si rilassò tra le sue braccia.

“I-io non so come siamo finiti qui ...” mormorò Teddy “Stavamo ...”

“Direi di andare nel mio studio, che ne dite?” chiese l'uomo “Staremo molto più comodi e potrete raccontarmi per filo e per segno tutto quello che vi è successo.”

Sempre tenendo Lily, Teddy annuì e lo seguì lungo il corridoio. Si diede mentalmente dello sciocco per non aver riconosciuto subito i sotterranei di Hogwarts, ma d'altra parte non li frequentava se non per le lezioni di pozioni e in quel momento mai avrebbe pensato di essere finito proprio lì. Silente li accompagnò attraverso la scuola, che era vuota in quel momento.

“Gli studenti sono tutti nei dormitori.” spiegò Silente, prima che lui potesse aprire bocca “È molto tardi.”

Teddy annuì ancora.

“Teddy?” lo chiamò Lily, sussurrando per non farsi sentire “Dove siamo? Chi è lui?”

La bimba era spaventata, anche se la fiducia che Teddy sembrava riporre in Silente l'aveva almeno in parte tranquillizzata.

“Siamo a Hogwarts” spiegò lui “Però non ho capito perché ...”

Finalmente arrivarono di fronte all'ingresso dell'ufficio del preside. Teddy vi era entrato poche volte, ma lo ricordava bene. Quando furono tutti e tre seduti di fronte a una tazza di tè fumante, Silente riprese a parlare.

“Dunque, ora siamo tutti a nostro agio e direi che sono pronto per ascoltarvi.”

Teddy, che teneva sempre Lily seduta sulle sue gambe, annuì.

“Non so di preciso cosa posso dirle, Professore. Da quello che ho capito, noi veniamo dal futuro e non so quanto possa rivelare ...”

“Non preoccuparti” gli rispose Silente, abbozzando un sorriso e accarezzandosi la mano destra “Non lo dirò a nessuno, e se lo riterrai opportuno, potrai dirmi solo le informazioni strettamente necessarie affinché io possa aiutarvi.”

C'era una strana malinconia nei suoi occhi e Teddy riconobbe in quell'istante il nero della maledizione che si espandeva sulla sua mano. Avevano davvero viaggiato nel tempo ed erano arrivato poco prima della morte del preside … ma quanto prima? Se davvero stava per morire, avrebbe portato nella tomba quel segreto. Non era un bel pensiero, ma Teddy si sentì più tranquillo e libero di confidarsi.

“Allora … da dove posso iniziare?” chiese, rivolto più a se stesso che a lui “Io mi chiamo Teddy Lupin e sono il figlio di Remus Lupin e Ninfadora Tonks.”

Si fermò un istante, sopraffatto dall'emozione. Pensare ai suoi genitori lo turbava. Si sentiva triste e felice insieme, una sensazione difficile da spiegare. Era orgoglioso di loro per quello che gli avevano fatto e suo zio Harry gliene parlava spesso, ma questo non toglieva che ne sentisse la mancanza, anche se non li aveva mai conosciuti.

“Sono morti poco dopo la mia nascita” spiegò, prima che Silente potesse interromperlo “Non credo che sia il caso di raccontarle come e perché. Lei invece è Lily Luna” continuò, accarezzando la testa di Lily, che arrossì sentendosi chiamare “Figlia di Harry Potter e Ginny Weasley. Harry è anche il mio padrino, ma io lo chiamo zio, anche se … be', mi piacerebbe chiamarlo papà perché lo considero tale e anche Ginny è per me come una mamma e James, Albus e Lily i miei fratellini … Ah! James Sirius e Albus Severus sono gli altri due figli di Harry, ma sono più grandi di Lily ...” aggiunse, per spiegarsi meglio.

“Capisco … Be', è una gioia conoscervi, potervi incontrare prima di morire. Questo mi dà speranza per il futuro ...”

Silente era davvero felice, il suo sorriso era sincero e aveva spazzato via quel poco di malinconia che era apparsa poco prima. Teddy annuì ancora, a disagio. Era stato bello poterlo conoscere, ma doveva a tutti i costi tornare nel suo tempo o le conseguenze avrebbero potuto essere disastrose, per essere ottimisti.

“Spiegami cosa è successo, credo di potervi aiutare a tornare indietro.”

“Be' ...” era a disagio, in realtà non sapeva nemmeno lui cosa era accaduto “Lily stava facendo i capricci perché voleva la mamma e il papà, che erano al lavoro, così le ho fatto vedere qualche foto di Ginny e Harry quando venivano a Hogwarts, ma non è bastato, anzi!” rise piano, ricordando il modo buffo in cui la piccola si era agitata “Ha iniziato a piangere e a prendere a pugni la foto e … si è rotta. Non ho mai visto una foto magica rompersi così, si è spezzata come se fosse stata di vetro … poi … poi siamo stati avvolti da una luce e ci siamo trovati nei sotterranei.”

Silente ascoltò con attenzione, annuendo di tanto in tanto.

“Molto bene. Giovane Teddy Lupin, sei stato molto esaustivo. Credo che tu abbia già intuito che si tratta di un incantesimo involontario di Lily. Hai con te la foto?” chiese, leggermente allarmato.

“La foto … sì … sì … credo di ...” Teddy cercò in tasca e ne tirò fuori la foto. Era ancora intera, ma l'immagine era rovinata da una crepa profonda “Devo averla messa in tasca prima, quando ci siamo ritrovati nel corridoio.”

“Bene, bene. Sei stato molto previdente. Temevo di non poterla ricostruire. Se riuscissi a riparare il danno, voi due tornereste indietro. Parlo al condizionale perché non ho mai visto un incantesimo del genere e posso solamente fare delle supposizioni, ma al momento non mi viene in mente altro.”

“Voglio la mamma.”

Albus Silente e Teddy si voltarono verso la piccola che, sentendosi trascurata, aveva iniziato a singhiozzare.

“Stai tranquilla, tra poco la vedrai ...”

“No! Io la voglio adesso! Adesso!” gridò lei, scoppiando a piangere.

Silente si alzò e andò verso un armadio, dal quale tirò fuori una scatola di latta che, una volta tornato indietro, posò sulla scrivania.

“Qui dentro ci sono dei cioccolatini, puoi prenderne uno, se lo vuoi. So che la cioccolata non può sostituire la mamma, ma vedrai che ti sentirai meglio, parola mia.” le fece l'occhiolino e questo bastò alla piccola per calmarsi e addirittura sorridere. Era incredibile come quell'uomo riuscisse a influire sui sentimenti altrui. Teddy aprì la scatola e prese un cioccolatino per entrambi. Dopo quello spavento, ne sentiva a sua volta la necessità. Quando si fu calmato e anche Lily, placata dal dolcetto, smise di piangere, si rese conto del problema in cui erano finiti. Cosa sarebbe successo se Molly, andando a prendere la nipote, avesse trovato la casa vuota? E sua nonna Andromeda? Come avrebbero reagito? Per non parlare di Harry e Ginny!

“Professore? Quanto ci vorrà per aggiustare la fotografia? Cosa faremo io e Lily nel frattempo?”

“Non preoccuparti, Teddy” lo rassicurò lui, servendosi a sua volta di cioccolato “Se ho ragione – e raramente accade il contrario – quando avrò riparato la fotografia ritornerete esattamente al momento in cui si era spezzata.”

Questa rassicurazione sembrò calmare Teddy, almeno in parte. “Nel frattempo dovrete restare nascosti. Io tra non molto morirò, come probabilmente già sapete, per questo ho potuto custodire il vostro segreto, ma voi due non esistete ancora in questo tempo e se qualcuno dovesse vedervi, potreste scatenare delle conseguenze imprevedibili. Resterete nelle mie stanze, per tutto il tempo necessario.” concluse, con un tono che non ammetteva repliche.

Teddy annuì e si alzò.

“Mi scusi, Professore, ma ...” iniziò lui, leggermente a disagio, ma Silente sembrò intuire i suoi pensieri. “Un po' di cioccolato non basta  a placare la vostra fame, eh?” chiese l'uomo sorridendo “Beata gioventù! Siete così pieni di energia! Vi farò portare un po' di cibo nella mia stanza. Seguitemi.”

Teddy, stanco di tenere Lily in braccio, la fece scendere per farla camminare. La bimba era ancora spaesata e tremava, ma accanto a lui sapeva di essere al sicuro, tanto che gli restò appiccicata fino a quando non furono soli. Il preside si congedò per tornare nel suo ufficio e li lasciò a contemplare una succulenta cena. Il ragazzo prese alcuni cuscini dal letto e li mise sulla sedia destinata a Lily, incantandoli perché non cadessero, per permetterle di raggiungere il tavolo con facilità, ma lei sembrava ancora restia a mangiare.

“Cosa c'è? Non hai fame?” le chiese, prendendola in braccio e facendola accomodare.

“Sì … ma … voglio la mamma! Voglio il papà!” pigolò, rossa in viso per un pianto imminente.

Teddy sospirò, lievemente ferito dal fatto che lei non stesse bene con lui e che desiderasse tornare dai suoi genitori, ma dovette ammettere che per una bambina di tre anni era perfettamente normale.

“Non puoi, non adesso. Il Professor Silente metterà tutto a posto e potrai vedere la mamma. Te lo prometto.”

Una volta tornati a casa avrebbe portato Lily in redazione da Ginny, d'altra parte si trattava di un'emergenza no? Lily annuì, ricacciando indietro con molta fatica le lacrime e, attratta dal cibo invitante sulla tavola, allungò la mano verso una coscia di pollo.

“Questo è il cibo di Hogwarts” spiegò Teddy, servendosi a sua volta di patate e carne “Quando verrai a studiare qui lo potrai mangiare tutti i giorni! Vedrai, è buonissimo!”

Lily, affamata com'era, prese un grosso morso e, con la bocca piena, annuì, per la gioia di Teddy, che finalmente poté a sua volta godersi la cena.

Più tardi, quando ebbero finito, i piatti svanirono da soli, lasciando il tavolo pulito e ordinato. Prima del viaggio temporale per loro non era nemmeno mezzogiorno, ma la paura, il cibo che avevano mangiato e la consapevolezza che era notte, li fece sbadigliare. Iniziò Lily e Teddy la imitò, guardando con la coda dell'occhio il letto a baldacchino che sembrava chiamarli a sé.

“Che ne dici di dormire, Lily?” le chiese, prendendola in braccio e avviandosi verso il letto.

“Ho sonno.” ammise lei, che probabilmente avrebbe dormito lo stesso per il suo riposino pomeridiano “Mi racconti una storia?” chiese, anche se probabilmente ne avrebbe ascoltata meno della metà, prima di addormentarsi.

“Certo!” rispose lui “Una storia di Beda il Bardo o una babbana?” chiese. Sapeva di avere radici babbane e aveva voluto conoscere fin da bambino entrambe le culture.

“La Bella e la Bestia!” mormorò lei, accomodandosi sotto le coperte.

“La Bella e la Bestia sia!” esclamò, sistemandosi a sua volta accanto alla bimba “Dunque … vediamo se me la ricordo … In un paese lontano, viveva nel suo splendido castello un giovane principe. Era viziato, cattivo ed egoista. Durante una fredda notte d'inverno una vecchia mendicante si presentò al castello e chiese al giovane riparo dal freddo, offrendogli in cambio una bellissima rosa ...”

Quanto tempo era passato? Un minuto? Un'ora? Aveva smesso di raccontare la fiaba quando Belle entrava per la prima volta nel castello, rendendosi conto che ormai Lily si era addormentata. Anche lui, esausto per le troppe emozioni, si era lasciato andare al sonno e aveva dormito, dormito e dormito … per quanto tempo? Sbadigliò rumorosamente e cercò d'istinto Lily accanto a sé, ma si sentì mancare il fiato quando non la trovò.

“Calma. Calmati, Teddy. Deve essere qui vicino. Il Professor Silente ha detto di avere più di una stanza, sarà andata in esplorazione … Perché diavolo non mi sono svegliato? Che razza di babysitter sono?!”

Non avendo un pigiama non si era nemmeno tolto i vestiti che indossava, perciò si alzò di scatto e cominciò a cercare freneticamente la bambina, in tutti i buchi che gli venivano in mente. Cercò sotto il letto, negli armadi, dietro i mobili e perfino dentro i cassetti, ma della monella non c'era traccia.

“Lily?” chiamò “Lily, dove sei? Non farmi spaventare, vieni fuori! Per piacere!”

Pallido come un fantasma, andava avanti e indietro per quelle stanze che ormai avrebbe potuto attraversare a occhi chiusi, quando andò a sbattere addosso a qualcosa o, meglio, a qualcuno.

“Buongiorno!” lo salutò il preside.

“B-buongiorno! Mi scusi, non l'avevo vista!” si scusò Teddy, ora rosso per l'imbarazzo, senza smettere di guardarsi attorno.

“Non preoccuparti, giovane Lupin. Piuttosto … qualcosa non va?” chiese, intuendo il suo disagio.

“Sì ...” sussurrò Teddy, rivolgendo ora lo sguardo verso gli occhi limpidi del Professore “Ieri sera abbiamo cenato – tra l'altro il cibo era buonissimo, la ringrazio molto per avercelo procurato – poi ho letto una fiaba a Lily e quando lei si è addormentata ho dormito anch'io, ma ...”

“ … ma?” chiese il preside, celando egregiamente la preoccupazione che stava inevitabilmente contagiando anche lui. “Lily è scomparsa!”

[prongsie-kins]

part four of when i met you

this is a filo!james au revolving around james potter courting regulus black in a semi-traditional way

disclaimer: english is NOT my first language and not the type that this would be beautifully written but there might be some grammatical error i didn't notice while editing. also keep in mind that this is my first multichapter fic and im still trying to improve my writing

translation at the bottom, italicized text is when they are speaking french because idk french

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you gave the world to me

"Have you seen my parchment?" Regulus asks while searching the table.

James doesn't say anything for a while so he has to glance up at him. The guy insisted on him to study at the library. Regulus got distracted reading a book so he lost sight of the parchment he was writing on.

"Potter, did you know where it is?" Regulus repeated.

James pursed his lips without looking away from the book he was reading.

"Huh?" He asked, bewildered.

James only pursed his lips even more.

"Just speak, Potter. I have no idea what are you doing."

"It's right there." Once again, James pursed his lips. This time, pointing his head towards a certain direction.

"Are you asking for a kiss right now?"

"No, I said it's right there," James insists, pursing his lips again.

Regulus sighs, actually leaning in before being stopped by James pressing his palms on his lips. "Wait, you're actually considering it? The parchment's right there."

He smacks James at the back of his head. "Why'd you use your lips then? Just point where it is."

"I'm more focused on the fact that you considered kissing me just 'cause I said so." James smirks, not so subtly leaning towards Regulus' side.

"Distance, Prongs," Sirius suddenly interrupts. "Keep your distance."

"When did you even get here?"

"I told you I would keep an eye on you."

"Tangina naman neto oh"*, James murmured, scratching the back of his hair.

"Putain de marde, Prongs. Don't cuss at me in tagalog assuming I can't understand you." Sirius snapped.

"Gago wala naman akong maintindihan sa sinasabi mo. Tarantado ka ba?"**

"You asked for my blessing. Just keep a distance."

"Blessing? What blessing?" Regulus asked which went unnoticed.

"Pa'no ko siya liligawan kung nakasamid ka sa bawat ginagawa ko."***

Regulus can only switch glances between the two men arguing. "You two look like idiots."

"Shut up, Reg," They both say in unison.

"Not on my watch, Prongs."

"But you're always around!" James complains.

—

"So," James started. "Were you really trying to kiss me back in the library when you thought I wanted one?"

"Fuck off, James." Regulus really hopes his blank face can hide his flustered expression.

"No, no, let's keep talking about it."

"Why'd you go here, anyway? It's late."

"You weren't at the Great Hall today. I figured you hadn't eaten yet. I made this." James handed Regulus another circular Tupperware, color yellow this time.

By the time Regulus opens it after getting back to his dorm, an aromatic scent hits him. What greeted him seemed to be white rice with an odd-looking red meat. It looks fried with a slightly charred hint of melted sugar.

The predominantly sweet, garlicky, and slightly peppery taste is what reaches his taste buds. The meat that seems to be pork is incredibly soft. He can't help but let out a quiet moan while chewing.

With the food James kept giving him, he might gain weight sooner or later. He still didn't know what his agenda was. Even with his embarrassing stunt at the library, Regulus is quite sure James is doing it just as friends. His friends were just confusing him.

That is how James really is. He is clingy. He's sweet. He's considerate. He's flirty. That's just how the man is around his friends. He certainly does it around them too.

Like the way he always notices when Regulus hasn't eaten anything. The way he always gives him food and always tells him all these cheesy lines he barely understands since it's in another language.

How he unknowingly makes Regulus' heart flutter. How he made the stoic, cold, often emotionally devoid Regulus Black feel flustered. He does that to all his friends. That is where they are getting to, right?

Right?

—

"Prongs," Peter started. "Can I have one of that tocino you're making?"

"No."

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*"Tangina naman neto oh." - This motherfucker.

**"Gago wala naman akong maintindihan sa sinasabi mo. Tarantado ka ba?" - I don't understand a word you said, asshole. Are you kidding me?

***"Pa'no ko siya liligawan kung nakasamid ka sa bawat ginagawa ko." - How am I supposed to court him if you're keeping an eye on every move I do.

[prongsie-kins]

as promised, here's the first part of when i met you, also posted on ao3

this is a filo!james au revolving around james potter courting regulus black in a semi-traditional way

disclaimer: english is NOT my first language and not the type that this would be beautifully written but there might be some grammatical error i didn't notice while editing. also keep in mind that this is my first multichapter fic and im still trying to improve my writing

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there i was, an empty piece of a shell, just minding my own world

Honestly, sixth year is definitely the year James' anticipating. He just knew that this will be the year he would treasure. It all first started when he laid eyes on Regulus back on the train. It's like this man just gets more beautiful as years go by. Not that he's attracted to him, no. You can say he's just...very observant.

Though he also noticed the dark circles sitting under his eyes. He knows Sirius leaving really took a toll on the both of them. He has heard Sirius' silent sobbing when he thinks no one can hear him.

As if sensing someone watching him, Regulus looks up from the book he's reading. Meeting James' eyes. His face pulled into a frown. "What are you doing?"

"Came to say hi, Reg." He gently waved his hand as if to prove a point, displaying a tight-lipped smile.

"Don't call me that," Regulus deadpans before raising his book by his face. Clearly indicating that he's not interested in having a conversation.

"Well then, see you around, Reggie." He walked away before the man even get to complain about the nickname.

He was greeting by the solemn face of Sirius when he came back to their compartment, leaning onto Remus' shoulder. He was looking out to the window as if there's something interesting in grass, grass, and grass.

"Where were you?" Remus asked.

"The loo." He sat down next to Peter. "Just saw Regulus at the other compartment," He continued, eyeing Sirius as he visibly perked up.

Sirius suddenly stood up. Excusing himself to go. James knew the brothers needed to talk.

He came back a while later. His eyes, red-rimmed as he sunk down next to Remus.

It took a while for James to ask what happened. Breaking the deafening silence.

"He lashed out," Sirius muttered. "I mean, I understand since I left him there. I just hoped he wasn't closed off like that. I missed him, Prongs."

James walked up to him, opening his arms, offering a hug which Sirius accepted immediately. "I know," he whispered. He gently rubbed circles on Sirius' back. They were quickly enveloped in a hug. The four of them in the middle of the compartment.

—

It was devastating, seeing Sirius' constant attempt to talk to his brother only to be shunned down. But he was persistent. It hurts to see him try to smile after another failed attempt to talk to Regulus.

James wanted to talk to Regulus but he know it's not his problem to deal with. So he can only watch Sirius trying and trying and trying and being there for him when he was ignored.

He sure hoped Regulus would come around soon enough. He didn't know if this interest in Regulus was for Sirius or his own benefit. Either way he can't help but check up on him every chance he can get.

The somber look on his face only gets worse day by day. One time he saw Regulus in the library. His head lays on an open book he was reading. It's obvious that he doesn't get enough sleep. Even in his slumber, his face was still frowning, James wanted to press his thumb on the crease between his eyebrows to let his face relax.

Of course he didn't do it. He even wondered why he thought of that in the first place.

—

Regulus constantly feels James in his orbit. He can always feel him lingering around. It was not just him who notice. Barty even bugged him if he was having a secret rendezvous with James behind their backs. He threw a pillow at him in response.

James was not even trying to be subtle when he stare at Regulus' direction in the Great Hall. Every time he glanced up at the Gryffindor's table when he thought James tore his attention off him, their eyes would meet. Every. Fucking. Time.

It's like this man doesn't have anything else to do. Even Sirius takes a break every once in a while.

Regulus is getting annoyed, to be honest. Who wouldn't when someone you despise is a persistent little shit even when he's not trying.

"What exactly are you doing, Potter?" Regulus finally asked when one day he felt James' looming figure nearing his previously sleeping figure. He open his eyes to meet James' face near him. Cold grey eyes meeting his wide dark brown ones.

He was obviously startled, assuming Regulus was asleep. He quickly replaced his startled expression with a smug one. "Did you know you snore when you sleep?"

He quickly sat straight up. "I do not," Regulus frowned.

"I wish my ears were deceiving me but no, you snore quite loudly." James smirked. "As for what I was doing. I wanted to wake you up 'cause you're disturbing students with your snorts."

"Sure," Regulus replies, obviously not believing every word the man said. "As if I didn't notice littering around when you think I don't know. Honestly, Potter, I would assume you fancy me."

He expected a defensive reply. But edge of his lips just upturned. "What if I do?"

"Oh shove off."

"Sirius misses you, you know?" James suddenly said, quietly.

Regulus was obviously taken aback. So this is what this is about. "Why do you care, Potter. I obviously don't care. Mind your own business." He quickly stood and took his things to get out of the library. If his heart clenched at the statement. Nobody's gonna know about it.

—

A few weeks has passed. Regulus slumped back down to his bed, shakily sighing in relief. It was him who approached Sirius this time after weeks of trying to talk to him. The heavy feeling in his chest immediately vanishing after their talk. He sure missed his brother dearly. He can dwell on that the best he can and ignore the situation in his own household. That is a problem future Regulus would handle. Tonight, he would bask on this giddy feeling.

"You seem to be in a good mood. I'm assuming the talk went well?" Pandora, who was sitting by his bed asked.

"I feel like I can sleep peacefully now."

"Oh, thank Merlin," Evan commented. "I wouldn't have to deal with you moping late at night anymore."

"Fuck you," he glared at him. "I don't mope."

"As you say so."

—

James immediately knew the talk went well when Sirius came back all smiley and jumpy. He got quite worried when Regulus got up to their table at the Great Hall, asking Sirius if he could talk to him. He sags in relief, ecstatic to see the brothers fix their relationship.

But then, James suddenly realized that now that the situation is okay, he wouldn't have a reason to approach Regulus now. Just when he (finally) admitted to himself that he quite fancy him. Maybe observing him for Sirius is just one of the factors of why he was drawn to him.

—

"I'll walk you there, come on," James wasn't even supposed to be there. Regulus is on his way to Charms when James suddenly appeared by his side. Asking where he was going. Even offering to carry his things.

"Don't you have classes to attend to?"

"Doesn't matter, let's go," James said as walked ahead of him.

Regulus hastily walked by his side. This long legged bastard. Seriously, what does this guy want? His relationship with Sirius is obviously okay now so he doesn't see the reason why James keep lingering.

"Why are you here, anyway?"

"Well, I was serving detention."

"So you escaped to sneak up on me? I'm a prefect you know?"

"Oh I am aware. You wouldn't take points from me now, wouldn't you?" Before he even gets a chance to reply, they finally arrived. "I'll be back after class, Reggie." James waves as he gave him his things. "Don't be surprised next time, love. Liligawan na kita."

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[prongsie-kins]

part two of when i met you

this is a filo!james au revolving around james potter courting regulus black in a semi-traditional way

disclaimer: english is NOT my first language and not the type that this would be beautifully written but there might be some grammatical error i didn't notice while editing. also keep in mind that this is my first multichapter fic and im still trying to improve my writing

translations at the bottom

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without even knowing what love and life were all about

James didn't stop. Regulus doesn't think he plans to. Wherever he's going, James is just suddenly there. Pestering him. He didn't know how he always found him. Even in a hidden alcove that he thinks it was only him who knows about it then suddenly there's James. Writing his essay.

He even got the nerve to look surprised. "Wow Reg, didn't know you would be finding me here."

"You're getting suspicious." Regulus crossed his arms.

"Maybe I just wanted your attention." James cocks his head to the side and leaned back to the wall. "You know, you are not easy to erase from my mind. Just—tila ako'y nahulog sa mala bituin mong ganda."

Regulus just gave that baffled look, obviously not understanding a word he said. But that didn't stop him from replying. "I wasn't aware that you still have a brain."

"Hey!"

"Seriously," James snorted. "What do you want?"

"I already told you, liligawan kita."

"You think you're high and mighty 'cause I don't understand what you're saying?"

"Oh, I'm loving it."

"Va te faire foutre!"

—

"What does 'liligawan kita' means, Sirius?" Regulus asks his brother, hesitantly. Surely he knows some Filipino phrases since he lives with the Potters now. He didn't expect his already pale face to go paler.

"Did James tell you that?"

"He kept repeating it when I asked him what his pestering means," Regulus shrugs. Sirius temper is boiling now. That doesn't sound good.

"It's what Monty did to Effie," Sirius trails off. "Did he really say 'ligaw' to you?"

"That's how I learned to pronounce it correctly," Regulus deadpans.

"It means 'pissing you off'." Sirius' tone is biting now. "Excuse me for a moment. I need to find James."

He didn't even wait for Regulus' reply. He just marched away. That surely is an odd reaction. Does it really mean that? Was he really just pissing Regulus off?

Regulus didn't have to wait for an answer. James came barrelling to him as if he were being chased. "Hi Reg, let's head to the library?"

"You know I could tell Sirius where you are, don't you?"

"It's not as if you have a way to communicate this far to each other," James smirks. He grabbed Regulus' wrist and pulled him to the hall.

He did not, in fact, go to the library. They went to the greenhouse instead.

"This seems too peaceful to piss me off, Potter."

"I just have to show you something." He seems to be finding something. "Here!" He gestured at a chain of flowers that were pure white, small, dainty, star-shaped blossoms with a very heady scent.

This was the first time he saw a flower like that. It smells really good. "What's it called?"

"Sampaguita," James said, with a smile blooming on his face. "It symbolizes purity and fidelity. It's from back home—like in the Philippines. They usually use those flowers for saints."

"And you're showing me this...?" Regulus trails off, asking.

"You look quite like a saint." Regulus never expected a compliment. Especially from James who suddenly vowed he would piss him off. This is clearly not pissing Regulus off. Quite the opposite, really. He knew James could be a charmer but he didn't see himself on the receiving point. "I want you to keep it," James continues, not letting Regulus think of a reply to the compliment.

"How are you so sure I can take care of it?"

"Because I can't. Just keep it. It's charmed so that it doesn't wither as long as its owner is in lo..." James trailed off so quietly he didn't hear the last word.

"Um, okay. How can I trust you it's not a prank?" Regulus asks, skeptical.

"Trust me." He's not even hinting that it's a joke.

"If this turns out to be a prank I would ask Sirius to kill you in your sleep or I could kill you myself."

"Then I'll gladly die if it's you I would see last."

—

If James is thinking that compliments and flirting gestures would piss him off then he's not thought of that well. Regulus came to the dorm, the Sampaguita chain practically wrapped around his wrist

"Wicked smell! Is that a new weed?" Barty asked.

"No."

"What? You're making this dorm a mini Hufflepuff common room, is that it?"

"It's just a flower chain and I'm not." Regulus places the flower on his desk. "James gave it to me. Said he can't take care of it."

"Seems to me, he's giving that to you as a gift."

"He's trying to piss me off. This is probably a prank."

"Then why was it wrapped around your dainty little wrist like it's very dear to you?"

"Who knows what would happen if I ruined it? Drop it, Barty. I do not have a romantic relationship with James."

"I didn't say you have a relationship with 'James'," Barty quotes. "Since when were you on a first-name basis?"

"We're not. Merlin, stop being nosy."

"I hope you know what you're getting into," Pandora said suddenly. Since when was she in here?

"Have you been here all this time?" Regulus asks.

"You're too busy gawking at the flower James gave you." Pandora walks towards him and gently grabs his arm where the Sampaguita wraps snugly. "This is interesting. It smells lovely. Is this Sampaguita?"

"How do you know that?"

"You can't forget a flower that smells as good as this. Lily gave me a chain of this flower after her vacation." She delicately touched the flowers. "James is really sweet giving you this. Are you sure it's his motives?"

"Why would he give me flowers if not annoy me? That would probably do something in my sleep."

"I'd love to die with that scent," Pandora commented. "Seriously Reg, Are you certain about his motives? It's unusual that he gives flowers to someone he doesn't fancy."

"It's not just a flower. It's a whole fucking chain," Barty adds.

"Would you two just stop."

"Just saying," Barty teases. "You sure he doesn't fancy you."

"No." If his face is red, no one's going to dare to point it out.

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"tila ako'y nahulog sa mala bituin mong ganda" - seems like i fell for your star-like beauty

"liligawan kita" - i'll court you

"Va te faire foutre" - go fuck yourself

[prongsie-kins]

part three of when i met you

this is a filo!james au revolving around james potter courting regulus black in a semi-traditional way

disclaimer: english is NOT my first language and not the type that this would be beautifully written but there might be some grammatical error i didn't notice while editing. also keep in mind that this is my first multichapter fic and im still trying to improve my writing

translation at the bottom

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then you came you brought me out of the shell

"James!" Sirius shouted, fuming mad. "Are you seriously courting my brother? My baby brother?"

"Yes, I am Siriusly courting Regulus," James playfully replied. "But yes, I won't make any promises that I wouldn't hurt him because that is inevitable. I'm serious about him, no pun intended. And I want to show him that he could like me like I could like him."

"Fine, I'll trust you in this one but at least let me help you. I want to know how you do it."

—

"How do you do this?" Sirius complains. James only laughs and pats his back.

"Just push your thumb on the first layer of the wrapper around the meat so it can be rolled easier," James explains as he wraps another one and then folds both ends of the first layer before continuing to roll it around the rest of the wrapper. Then finishing it by applying egg wash to the edge of the last unrolled corner. He did all that in one swift motion.

James have done a neat pile while Sirius did three. Wrappers all messy and loose.

The two were in the kitchens making a snack James would give Regulus. Politely asked the elves to let them use the kitchens. They were kind enough to bring them the ingredients they needed. Sirius stuck around as he wanted to eat a few as well. James then forced him to help, stating he can't make many by himself.

By the time James added a single roll in the hot oil, Sirius chickened out. Stepping back to watch James work.

The dish turns out golden brown, alongside Sirius' hard work, with the meat poking out of the wrapper. He munched on it earnestly.

When they got back to their dorm, the dish was suddenly in a green Tupperware James conjured out of nowhere. Turns out, Effie insisted on them keeping the Tupperware when she sent them food from home.

James has his own Tupperware stacked somewhere hidden in the dorm. Different colors of Tupperware in various sizes. Effie constantly reminded them never to lose the Tupperware whenever she sent them to either James or Sirius. They made sure to keep that reminder in mind because you do not want to see Effie mad.

—

An odd-looking container was suddenly perched up on Regulus' desk. It was large, circular, and bowl-shaped with a funky-looking lid full of ridges resembling folded paper. There was a note attached on top of the lid.

If you ever feel hungry studying late at night

~James

p.s. make sure to bring back the container, Mum would be upset ;)

Regulus carefully opened the lid of the still-warm container. It was probably charmed to stay warm as it seemed like the container had been on his desk for half an hour. Inside the container are golden bite-sized rolls. He often sees Sirius and Marlene munching on this snack.

He grabbed one roll and slowly took a bite of the crunchy roll. He immediately tasted the slightly salty wrappers that kind of looked like a crepe. Inside were ground meat filled with various ingredients such as onions and carrots. The flavor exploded in Regulus' palate.

He always wanted to try this snack and James gave him a container filled with it.

He happily munched on them while studying. His non-dominant hand grabs a roll—as it is slightly greasy due to deep frying it—while his other hand is turning the pages of the book he's reading.

This is the scene that greeted Barty by the time he went back to their dorm. He was fully intent on taking a nap before smelling food coming from Regulus' way.

So as instinct, he walked towards Regulus."What's that?" He asked.

"Oh, this?" Regulus gestures to a Tupperware filled with snacks sitting on his desk. "James gave it to me."

"Can I have one?"

"No."

"Is it that good?"

"Ask James for it. This is mine."

"You have gotten too whipped for him to get to that point."

"I am not. He sent me this for something to eat while studying late at night. I don't want to finish it before later."

"You are so in denial at this point. How can you process things with that air-filled brain of yours to not take a hint in this."

"He's just being considerate, Barty. Stop it, please."

"I won't be promising nothing."

—

"How'd you like the Lumpiang Shanghai then?" James asked the next day.

"Is that what's it called? It's incredible. How'd you make the elves do it?" He asked, a bit curious since it's a foreign dish.

"They didn't. Well, they were kind enough to buy us ingredients but mostly we did the job. It was Mum's recipe," James shrugs.

"You, James Potter, can cook?"

"I can sing for you too if you pleased."

"No thanks. But you did mention 'we', who helped you making?"

"Sirius." James was shocked to hear Regulus laugh since it was the first time he heard it actually genuine.

"Really," Regulus asked, incrediously. "My brother, helped you cook?"

"He cooked for himself but it's the thought that counts."

Regulus chuckles. Still refusing to believe what he has heard.

"Where was the Tupperware, by the way?"

"Barty lost it, sorry?" James visibly pales at Regulus' reply. "Why? What's wrong?"

James released a shaky laugh. "Lagot, I am seriously screwed when we get back home."

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"Lagot" - an expression usually used when you are in trouble.